Prosperous marriage: a black-bellied husband is a cute wife

Chapter 59 If I Were Weasel, You Would Be That Chicken
At this time Xia Yanxing came out of the kitchen with a thermos.

Seeing Xia Yanxing, Xia Yiyao frowned, as if seeing something disgusting.

"You're already married, what are you doing here?"

"This is my home, I can go back if I want, you can control me?" Xia Yanxing rolled his eyes.

Xia Yiyao was so stunned that she couldn't speak.

His eyes fell on the thermos bottle in Xia Yanxing's hand: "What are you making medicine for?"

"I boiled it for my husband, why?"

"Gu Beicheng was injured? Heh, you are really good enough. He was injured not long after you got married."

"Even if I'm Kefu, there are people who are willing to let me Kefu. Unlike you, I'm afraid I can't even find a husband."

"You..." Xia Yiyao was furious at Xia Yanxing's words.Didn't she just find an awesome husband?The tail is going up to the sky!

Xia Yanxing didn't bother to say anything more to Xia Yiyao, and left Xia's house directly.

On the way to the hospital, Xia Yanxing couldn't help feeling nervous and looking forward to it.

Would Gu Beicheng be moved when he saw that he was making medicine for her?

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Gu Beicheng looked towards the door.

I saw Xia Yanxing's figure walking in, with his hands behind his back.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Gu Beicheng's mouth: "I thought you didn't plan to come back."

"I made tonic soup for you."

Xia Yanxing said, as if juggling, he took out the thermos bottle hidden behind his back with his hands behind his back.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yanxing would make tonic soup for himself.

Gu Beicheng raised his eyebrows, why did he have the premonition that being courteous for nothing is either rape or robbery?

"Why do you suddenly think that you can't make me soup? Why do I feel like a weasel is giving a New Year greeting to a chicken and has no good intentions?"

I didn't expect that I had prepared a surprise for Gu Beicheng, and he had such a reaction, Xia Yanxing rolled his eyes.

"If I were a weasel, wouldn't you be that chicken!" In today's society, "chicken" is not a good thing.

Gu Beicheng was amused by Xia Yanxing's words.

"Give me a drink."

Xia Yanxing opened the lid of the thermos and handed it to Gu Beicheng.

Gu Beicheng was very face-saving, as if he was drinking, Gulu Gulu drank the whole bottle of medicine.

After drinking the medicine, Gu Beicheng handed the thermos to Xia Yanxing.

Xia Yanxing took a look, only to see that the inside was empty.

Xia Yanxing snorted, "You're really saving face."

"My wife personally cooked the medicine for me, of course I have to save face."

"what about the taste?"

What Xia Yanxing cooks is traditional Chinese medicine, how can Chinese medicine taste good?If it weren't for Gu Beicheng's amazing stamina, someone else would probably spit it out if he drank the whole bottle at once.

Gu Beicheng had a satisfied smirk on his face: "My wife boiled it for me, of course it tastes like love."

"Grumpy!"

"I'm hungry, let's have dinner." Gu Beicheng said.

He drank so much bitter Chinese medicine just now, and if he didn't eat anything, he might not be able to take it anymore.

Thinking of the meal that the female officer sent at noon, Xia Yanxing felt a little bit astringent again, and said in a sour tone: "Hey, the meal that your beautiful female subordinate sent today hasn't fed you yet?"

Seeing Xia Yanxing's jealous look, Gu Beicheng shook his head feeling cute and helpless: "I didn't eat it, I threw it all away."

Hearing this, Xia Yanxing was slightly surprised, "Why don't you eat it?"

"My wife doesn't accompany me, so I have no appetite at all."

(End of this chapter)